I came back from a (lovely) overnight trip to Portsea on Tuesday to find several messages waiting for me. There were three from dad. Two were jumbled and didn’t make much sense and one where he just wanted to catch up. When I spoke to him he said he thought it was Wednesday.
Then there were a couple from the hospital: one from a Social Worker and another from the ward. I phoned them first thing yesterday and found that they think dad is ready for discharge.
When I saw dad he seemed happy. He’s not up much and sleeps quite a bit and he’s coming home without rehabilitation as the aim isn’t to get dad “better” but rather get him comfortable and happy. If that means he spends all day in bed then so be it.
So I phoned Day to Day care to arrange for a new care package. This is what it looks like:
I don’t expect this will be borne out in practice but it gives me, the staff and dad a structure of expectations to work within. Anyway the next photo should be of dad at home.